Goblin Wars: In the Pits


Three days in darkens De'Allen awoke. To her she thought herself fortuanate that the Goblins brought her eatable food. The fresh fish, mushrooms, and acorns where a welcome relief from the usual diet of the Goblins. When De'Allen lifted her head from her sleeping mat she could hear the voices of the other female Goblins. Her beauty they hated and the attentions she had by the warrior Goblins made her least liked of all.

De'Allen got up and walked over to an undergrown spring to wash up. The cool air of the cave gave her goose bumps for she was totally naked. Her once lovely dress was a complete loss after two nights of "playing" with the Goblins. The very thought of the bruts filled her heart with hate and loathing for the vile creatures. Adding to her anger was the knowledge how her body had enjoyed the touch of these creatures. For the last three days her groin was a sticky mess of Goblim cum that was seemingly impossible to wash off.
Last night was her only night of peace she had unmolested by the Goblins, and she slept a heavy sleep. The hoard of Goblin warriors left the cave for places unknown to her leaving the females, the young, and old behind. Still it was a relief not to have been violated again by the Goblin chief and his warriors.

As she sat at the edge of the underground spring, bathing herself by dipping her hand into the pool to was off the dirt and grim, she hand reached her groin. De'Allen remarked to herself that it was nolonger sore or inflamed. She played back the events of the pass few days and remembered that the lips of her cunt seem to remain open, oozing the dark yellow goo of Goblin cum. It had occured to her that Goblin cum would become thick as tree sap in a few moments for a time and eventually leak out. In her mind she thought that this is some feature of their cum to keep other Goblins from inpregnating their females.
De'Allen kept washing her cunt to rid herself of the last of their cum from her. The icy water caused and the contact with her hand as she washed herself started to stimulate her and the pleasure pulses returned to her. Her mind was split; the pleasure she brought herself from the washing was intoxicating to her body, yet she felt repulsion and guilt for having such feelings.

Another day went by and again De'Allen awoke to the gloom of the cave. She finally obtained a small stone cup where some kind of oil sat in it and a rag burned like a candle to illuminate her surrondings. Unlike yesterday when she was relieved that she had a day to herself, she felt restless. The other Goblin females avoided her company and every now and then heard one of them saying in the quiet of the dark "Elven whore".
De'Allen didn't understand the feeling of restlessness that gripped her. She had always sought to walk among the trees of her homeland to see the beauty of nature. She thought that is perhaps the reason for her feeling of being caged. So as she washed the sleep out of her eyes, De'Allen decided to explore the caves, and as she thought further on the matter perhaps find a way to escape.
Wrapping the tattered remains of her dress around her waist, she set out on her walk. She brought with her the crude candle to help light her way.

For two hourse De'Allen stumbled in the dark when she heard voices of Goblin laughter coming from a shaft to her right. A red glow of a great fire shown from around a corner. The clanging and ring of hammers on iron filled the air with the chores of Goblin laughter.
Sneaking around the corner and peeking in to see what was happening, see saw ten immature Goblins working on making weapons. These where smaller then their counterparts not being fully mature. Obviousely to her eyes, she figured out that by working in the foundries this was exercise to strengthen young Goblins into warriors.
De'Allen watched them in their crude play, throwing hot water at each other or a heavy rock. She noticed that they where wearing even less clothing that was Goblin norm. But then with the fires of the forges it made sense. But as she spied the crotch of the young Goblins her mind instantly was filled with the memories of her being fucked by the warriors.

Her mind remembered the feeling of their hot cocks entering her, remembered the feeling of them pouring their cum into her, and remembering the sounds and sights of it. The sucking slurping sounds of their fucking her. She could see in her mind the sight of oozing cum clinging to the the Goblin's cock and her cunt.
These thoughts brought back memories of how this all made her body feel.
To her amazement, De'Allen, began to feel her cunt becoming moist as if anticipating getting fucked. The sensation from her body sent s chill through her. Yet her eyes she could not take them off the Goblins. Their large toothy mouths, small eyes, and hulking bodies filled her with discust, but thoughs of these bruts touching her excited her body.

For an hour she watched them. She told herself that she should sneak away, but she remained. She told herself that they might see her and still yet she stayed there risking being discovered. But the more she stood there little thoughts entered into her mind. Her mind thought of ways to let them know she was there to give herself away. That was totally disturbing to her mind that she would in affect invite them to ravage her.
Still her hand trembled holding the makeshift candle. Her mind had thought of dropping it to alerting them of her presents. Instantly De'Allen tried to taking dirrect control of her left hand to make it grasp tighter the stone cup. But her left hand had a mind of its own. It seemed to her eyes the falling cup fell in slow motion. She even made a half hearted effort to catch it but still it hit the cave floor.

The clattering cup immediately alerted the Goblins. They stopped
their laughter and looked at the opening from the cave. They caught a glimps of De'Allen, and yelled out, "Hey! There is the Bosses bitch!"
Immediately De'Allen wanted to run, but her legs held her in place. She eyed the Goblins putting down their tools. And despite herself she took one step in the cave opening. Her sweet begining to well on her chest and glisten from her creamy white breasts.
"Here little elf, I got something for ya." One of the bigger Goblins taunted. Already the slit between his legs opened up, a long flaming red cock escaped from it accompanied by his testicals.
De'Allen Froze in disbelief. She had just invited herself to be ravaged. More unsettling was just how excited her cunt became. Her legs became already weak, and her nipples started to harden.

Reaching for her the larger Goblin pulled her into the cave. He immediately ripped away her dress that hung on her hips. Pushing her against a rocky piller he turned her ass to face his groin. "Now we let's see what all the fuss is about with this wench!"
De'Allen could feel the head of his cock proding her ass. She could feel his little thusts as he tried to bury himself into her. The wet tip of his cock smeared his pre-cum all over her ass. But as he got closer to hitting the mark, she became more and more excited.

When his cock finally hit the outter folds of her cunt, she had to bite her lip from crying out. But as his cock's head entered into her, she reacted bu thrusting her ass backward bring her cunt into full contact with his cock. The Goblin immediately pounded away bring her feet off the ground as he lifted her up by her hips then with all his stenght.
From De'Allen, "Aa!, Aa!, Aa!" huffed aloud as each of the Goblins thrusts impacted her. The now familier feel of his slick cock running in and out of her. Her hips became bruised from the Goblins strong hands. Her own orgasm building in her stomach made her legs weak but the Goblin's strenght held her up.
A roaring fire seemed to echo from her womb as her orgasm took her, but this time she could not suppress her cry, "AHyyeeeeeee.!" Her orgasm occured first, but soon was fallowed by his. Her womb again knew Goblin cum as it washed up deep inside her. Then let her go where she fell to the cave floor.
"Damn if that wasn't good." Groaned the Goblin.